Who the fuck got dope tryna
make a change
Useless you or your life if
it's bass and cane
I've known a lot of drug stars
that could make the vein
Missing things given in the bank,
but yay
Little sister growed up and her face is straight
I went from boys hope to a 8 for
Jane
Then to hard bitches I ain't ate for days
To the present reppin'
Chi -Town, ill to stay
Got a lot of pain on my chest for sure
Stress test show me
an early death for sure
Why me though?
I'm just tryna live for my people
Circle the earth and tryna end all this evil
What I'm really ownin'
To be ownin'
Bigger than
IMAX and
Mike
Jordan
Black folks gotta really unite and fight
I'll be damned if I'm laying down tonight
I got a mic game, sick like
Tyson at 19
Peepin' the lives I could
touch through writing
Recite these when you
feelin' alone
And say, fuck you, devil,
cause I'm sendin' it grow
World, don't you cry for me
Nah, girl, don't you cry for me
I'ma make it so you proud of me
Nah, world, don't you cry
World, don't you cry for me
Nah, girl, don't you cry for me
I'ma make it so you proud of me
Nah, world, don't you cry
What up, world?
It's been a while, yeah, boys and girls
Men and women brave,
gave they last breath for you world
Mother
Earth cryin', then she
Earl
We shock the whole world,
but know the deal before they burn the world
I'm out to see you nice
in rough hoods
Touchin' down twice,
grippin' mics in backwoods
Never slack, good,
the world's spinnin' backwards
And everybody's sprintin' like
slang and the pack's good
What a world!
We bomb on moms in
Bali land and watch
Hollywood like
Constance
Situation plans for destruction,
function like we sick of livin' mad
Too bad we draggin'
us and you feelin' rad
Different path, we got a hoof,
just look at our past
I was last, runnin' quick with
our minds on the cash
Time flies when a young
dime's sick of the blast
What we kill is what we have,
let's make it last
World, don't you cry for me
Nah, girl, don't you cry for me
I'ma make it so you proud of me
Nah, world, don't you cry
World, don't you cry for me
Nah, girl, don't you cry for me
I'ma make it so you proud of me
Nah, world, don't you cry
Damn, we gotta stay out of prison
Nowadays harder living when
you gotta raise children
With low funds, rapping shop,
big business
When we all come together
and we got the same vision
But no one wanna claim top position
Man, I'm tired of seeing other
spots cop all the digits
It's our turn,
time to flame for the riches
Shopping wax in the city, now
DJs wanna itch us
Just stay alive,
spraying lines for my niggas
With they soul on ice,
living your life in the trenches
Never lazy, flipping facts for your baby
He broke weeks in the windy,
got a nigga goin' crazy
Blowin' smoke got me hazy, hazy
But you can't judge me,
cause you ain't make me
We bout to take it with the hustle, man
Room shop, rippin' mics with
Moomin on production, man
Don't you cry for me
I'ma make it so you proud of me
Nah, world, don't you cry
Don't you cry for me
I'ma make it so you proud of me
Nah, world, don't you cry
World, don't you cry for me
Nah, girl, don't you cry for me
I'ma make it so you proud of me
Nah, world, don't you cry
World, don't you cry for me
Nah, girl, don't you cry for me
I'ma make it so you proud of me
Nah, world, don't you cry
Oh
You